Life Without Drugs

‘The last time I thought about taking heroin was yesterday.’ Ha! At least I got your attention. Not my words, but Russell Brand’s from an article about his Life Without Drugs. Clean and sober for the past ten years, he continues, ‘I had received “an inconvenient truth” from a beautiful woman. It wasn’t about climate […]

My Beautiful Mess : free-basing metaphoria (because it’s Christmas!)

Hello my friends! My time here in Perth is coming to an end. Yep, in three days’ time I’ll be leaving and, though I am sad in the way that I always will be, I am also not sad to be going back to Lucerne. Yes, not sad. It’s time to get back to my […]

Friday in the light

Well, that experiment of writing for a week did nothing to kill my inner critic. You know that guy? It’s the voice of the ego, telling you you’re shit and you shouldn’t try. The only thing that shuts the voice up is the act of doing. So here I am. On Tuesday I tried to […]

Crazy little thing called Faith

       “Do you have a faith?” The pastoral care officer asked me as she stood beside the bed I had been assigned while I waited. It was bed 21 and I thought it was a good omen. I had enjoyed being 21 and it was an odd number, made up of three and seven […]

keeper of the secrets

The human race seems to be separated into two groups – those who keep a journal and those who do not. I’m not saying that one is better than the other (because clearly I’d be biased if I did), but as a compulsive journaler, I just don’t know how the other group gets on in […]

One small step for man…

I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. This is one of the top five regrets of the dying. But what does it mean to live a life true to yourself? From the time we’re born we’re looking to our parents to teach […]

out of the dumpster and into the daylight

Everyone should have a blog! Seriously. It is so nice to be able to say ‘I feel like shit’ and get a response. The act of revealing my true feelings was liberating in itself.  It was great to just confess to my downer, rather than slapping on a coat of white paint and an exaggerated […]

Pulp Fiction

Do you ever feel like you are about to combust? If you would like to be comforted by someone else’s downer, read on. If you would like to be cheered and bolstered, please click on one of the other links to the right of the Wonderlust blogpage. Or maybe my downer will cheer and bolster […]

rolling with the good times

Oh man, right now I am feeling so grateful to have this blog. Isn’t the internet grand? Such a time-waster but also such an enabler. I am feeling so grateful to all of you who responded to my last post about announcing I am a writer and grateful to anyone, in fact, who has ever […]